the whites, the creams, and the grays (forced self-assessment)
my feelings were hurt this week.
and since it involved something close to my heart, i immediately became defensive.
but then i stopped myself. i decided to think more about what had been said, to see if the accusation did indeed fit.
this was the gist of it: "you're always writing about being calm and mindful, but you're hardly that yourself."
although calm and mindful are not interchangeable, it’s probably a fair assessment of my tranquility quotient.
i’m not, by essence, a peaceful being. i’m loud, sometimes brash, extremely impatient.
what i hope to convey though, through my writing, are relevant themes. ideas that will help people realize that we’re all the same really. that we all have the same tendencies and doubts and failings.
that we don't always radiate the vibrant hues of a jewel-toned existence. but more typically the whites, the creams, and the grays of gritty real life.
i rarely do things exactly right. but i am forever trying. and in the process of learning, i like sharing the lessons.
i believe that’s all I’ve ever claimed to do. “hey, this works for me. sometimes. maybe it’ll work for you as well.”
yet i know there will be those who do not benefit from reading my blog. and that’s okay. i’m happy to concentrate on those who do.
(and if you are one who chooses to read my words each week, thank you for allowing me into your world.)
perhaps, in speaking up, this person has taught me a new lesson. to constantly check my objectives. to continuously examine my motives. to curb any inflated desires to preach.
perhaps this person will read today's blog post. if so, i hope my appreciation for this forced self-assessment will shine through. ******* click to receive my studio notes in your inbox each week. (and get my complimentary guide to the essence7 journey as my gift to you!) [maxbutton id="1"]
